The forgetful promises and the unfaithful you

In the end we will be only left with the forgetful promises.

In the future we will have no promises to keep

In our present time, we will be left all alone.

Alone, lonely, regretful, only you and me on our own.

Time will never stop, time can never be stopped

You cannot play with time, but can the time play with you?

The night tale and your unkept promise to me.

The sweet smell in the morning and the unfaithful you.

The smile you have me while visiting someone else,

And the faithful me, who was waiting for you.

I've kept them all, all of the letters you had ever wrote to me.

I didn't read them, I didn't dare to do so.

I couldn't bring myself to open any letter, I could even bring myself to look at them for the second time.

The disappointment that I've gotten through,

And your gaze that you gave upon her.

Oh, the sweet night that I've been trying to forget the smell of your perfume and the eyes that have the same colour as the afternoon sky.

How sweet is it to forget the love I once had, with the one that has forgotten all of our wonderful promises?

My soul is finally at ease, no one could stop the one who was determined to forget the one that gave her so much to remember.